"Forgotten"

Eugene Cowles

Victor 35474

1906

Words by Flora Wulschner

Music by Eugene Cowles

Forgotten you? Well, if forgetting be thinking all
the day how the long hours drag since you left me.
Days seem years with you away or hearing through
all the strange babble of voices, now grave, now
gay, only your voice. Can this be forgetting?

Yet I have forgotten, you say. Or counting each moment
with longing till the one when I'll see you again. If this be
forgetting, you're right, dear. And I have forgotten you then.

Forgotten you? Well, if forgetting be reading
each face that I see with eyes that mark never
a feature save yours as you last looked at me.

Forgotten you? Well, if forgetting be yearning with
all my heart with a longing, half pain and half rapture,
for the time when we never shall part. If the wild wish
to see you and hear you, to be held in your arms
again--if this be forgetting, you're right, my dear.
And I have forgotten you then. Forgotten, you say!

"Forgotten" Eugene Cowles on Victor 35474 (1906) words by Flora Wulschner & music by Eugene Cowles